"So what if you are a Xuanxian? This is Tianchong Pass, and this is not a place where a demon cultivator like you can run wild!" Han Jinyu gritted his teeth.
In his impression, everything was respected by the imperial court.
This is the military city of the government, and it is surrounded by government troops. Even if Leng Wuxiang's cultivation is monstrous, if he causes trouble here, it will not end easily.
Leng Wuxiang frowned and said calmly: "It seems that you really don't shed tears without seeing the coffin. I spared your life because I don't want to cause trouble to my family, not because I'm afraid of the people around you.
It’s not because of where I am, you understand?”
Hearing this sentence, Han Jinyu was shocked.
This Leng Wuxiang has shown enough strength when he entered the capital, and he is probably a powerful Xuanxian.
But in his mouth, there is clearly an adult. Could it be that he is just someone else's follower?
What kind of person can make such a strong man willingly become a servant?
Han Jinyu was afraid at this moment.
But suddenly, this fear turned into a sense of humiliation.
Because Han Jinyu has his father's background, he is almost unruly in Tianchong Pass, and there is nothing that can scare him.
But now, he ran over aggressively, but came back defeated. This made his self-esteem, which he had always been proud of, intolerable.
"Leng Wuxiang, very good! Very good! You are indeed a master, but remember, no matter how powerful you are, you are just the leader of a demon sect. In front of the court, you are nothing. After you go back, I will report it
To the imperial court, sooner or later your Supreme Sect will pay the price for your arrogance!" Han Jinyu snorted coldly and finished his harsh words.
"not good!"
Hearing what Han Jinyu said, the old man in gray robe on the side was shocked and said quickly: "Master, let's stop talking and go back quickly."
He knew his young master's character very well. He had lived well and lived well since he was a child, and he had never suffered any loss.
Even though he had really hit the wall now, he still refused to admit his mistake and still wanted to cynicize him again.
However, the target of his ridicule was obviously wrong.
Leng Wuxiang is a demon cultivator and will never indulge others.
What's more, Leng Wuxiang relied on his own strength to become a master of Xuanxian. People like Han Jinyu, who relied on his father's background to become rampant, don't know how much better he is.
"Have I tried to give you a good face, making you think that all cats and dogs can be arrogant in front of me?" Leng Wuxiang shouted, mana surged in the palm of his hand, and he slapped a palm in the direction of Han Jinyu.
Shoot it!
Leng Wuxiang didn't care whose son this Han Jinyu was.
Without Lu Yu in charge now, Leng Wuxiang was originally a demonic monk. A palm fell from the sky and fell hard in the direction of Han Jinyu!
"Master, get out of the way!"
Seeing this scene, the two old men on the side jumped directly into the sky, trying to block the huge mana palm falling from the sky.
Bang! Bang!
As soon as the two men jumped into the air, they immediately came into contact with Mana's palm. As two dull loud noises were heard, the two old men vomited blood and flew out at the same time.
They are considered to be quite powerful, but compared to Leng Wuxiang, there is still a big gap.
Seeing it, the huge magic handprint that covered the sky and the sun was about to fall.
At the critical moment, a piercing cold light suddenly flew from a distance and pierced the huge handprint in front of him.